Actually started getting on the treadmill . . . two days ago . . . for only 20 minutes at a shot. I'm not surprised that my weight has actually gone up a bit. The scale put me at 328 this morning, and considering my overall energy level, my still feeling a little sick, and that I've not made the time I need to really focus on getting on the treadmill and/or making my own lunch to take to work, I'm not shocked. I'm not going to beat myself up too much about it, but I am going to try harder to reset my routine the rest of this week.
On the writing front, I've been working on a Marc Temple short story which currently has a word count of 2,571 words. I'm hoping for the final count to come in at around 3,000 words when it's finished. I'm hoping for the first draft to be done by week's end.
Speaking of which, I should get to work. I'm on a lunch break, I've got my laptop, and Marc's got a monster to dispatch.